She walked like it hurt to move. She looked scared and in pain. I got up and moved a chair to make it easy for her. I held the chair and the sheriff h...lped her sit. ‘Mr. Peterson, thisis Kate. Kate, Mr. Peterson.’ The sheriff said. ‘Nick. Mr. Peterson was my Dad. Nice to meet you. I have some food. Interested?’ She looked up at me for the first time. ‘It hurts to eat.’ He voice was soft and her eyes said more than her voice. She was hurt and scared. Other than being a little swollen and a small. Just accept it trisha...my eyes darting between my chest and thereflection in the mirror in the room.Nicole handed me a small bottle of antibacterial cream with the salonlogo on it as I took myself in."Don't take them off for six weeks, except to swap out or clean for justa few minutes, and reapply the cream. Also, here's a set of basicbarbells and ring that come with it today."Six weeks?!? Oh wow...did Daddy...he must have known that.....he trickedme...playfully though, I mean I could take. He gestured with his bayonet, and the girl grimaced, elbowed him and twisted away, leaving him with a piece of her homespun dress as she screamed and ran past me, her hair flowing behind her like a cascade. The furious man lunged, and I grabbed his wrist, took his bayonet from his blood-slippery hand and drove it through the middle of his chest, pinning him back to the log wall while he held my arm and yelled in horror. Slack-faced, he slid down to the floor, pulling the spike loose as he did,. You know damn well you could have kept your mouth shut if you wanted to. You two wait here. I'll be back in a few minutes."I got my shorts, went down to the garage and put them in the washer. On the way in, I stopped off in the kitchen. Mom was at the sink washing dishes. I came up behind her, wrapped one arm around her waist and pulled her hair away from her neck with the other hand. I gently breathed on, then kissed her neck about 3" below her right ear. She sucked in a breath as her arm got.